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Hash Number:1197
What:Hockessin Hash #1197
When:July 12, 2017
Where:Rogers Manor Park, New Castle, DE
Hares:-Mystery Hare-
Mount Me
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What:  Hockessin Hash #1197
When:  Wednesday, July 12, 2017, at 6:30 HDT
Where:  Rogers Manor Park, New Castle, DE 19720; AKA James Rogers Park, on Moores Lane, New Castle, DE 19720 
Who Hare:  Mount Me and two mystery hares 
Why and What Else:  Strongly suggested, bug spray & dry bag. Reprising an old Son of a Ditch trail. Hash Cash:  $7.00
Friendlies:  Maybe, maybe not!  Not at Apres!   D’erections:  From parts South: I-95 North to I-295 North, onto Route 9 South, towards New Castle, turn right onto Moores Lane, park is on right!  Also can go Rt. 273 straight to New Castle (don't go into Old New Castle), but follow curve around to Route 9, turn left onto Moores Lane, and park is on the right!  From Jersey: I guess that is I-295 South, to Route 9 South towards New Castle, right onto Moores Lane, park is on the right!
Hashers
Asshopper
Bunion Butt
Butt Lite
Cousin It
Dancing Fool
Dirty Wet Pussy
Do Me On the Beach
Groper
Hare Today Cum Tomorrow
Major Shit
Mount Me
NecroPheelMeUp
Perfect Woman
PubeHeAteHer
Slutmaster
Spunk Monkey
The Wetter the Better
Tits of Steel
Triple Whore Score
Two Buck Fuck
Up Piss Creek
Up the Rear
Vomit Comet
Wet Lay
Wishboneher
Woody Woodpecker
Hash Trash
Trash for Hockessin Hash #1197
So, the slobbering pack gathered up at Rogers Manor Park, aka James Rogers Park, aka some place named Rogers in New Castle, DE on a warm, soupy, upper 80-ish degree evening of Wednesday, July 12, 2017 AD.  Hashers I remember encountering at some point or other included:  Two Buck Fuck, Slut Master, PubeHeAteHer, NecroPheelMeUp, Dirty Wet Pussy, Cousin It, Perfect Woman, Asshopper, The Wetter the Better, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Vomit Comet, Just Kevin, Dancing Fool, Up Piss Creek, Do Me On the Beach, Tits of Steel, Spunk Monkey, Butt Lite, Woody, Groper, Wishboneher, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Just Deb and ...?
Our hares for today were Mount Me and two mystery hares who turned out to be Up the Rear and her spawn, Just Tim.  We became more and more hot, sticky-sweet, as we stood in the parking lot trying to soak up what little shade was available while we hydrated with plenty of brews before trail.  Mount Me informed us that their original trail idea had been foiled by a local crank who had not-so-politely informed them they were on private property while scouting, so there would be a little more pavement than planned.  More beers to hydrate, then Wishboneher eventually gave us a 30-second warning for chalk-talk and Dirty Wet Pussy bestowed our newly-named hashers (Vomit Comet and Up Piss Creek) as well as our not-so-newly-named hasher (Woody) with name necklaces so we could identify their bodies if needed.  Our virgin Just Deb, who couldn’t decide if she was made to cum by Woody or Mount Me, was brought forth to learn the fine intricacies of hashing while Mount Me and Up the Rear attempted to explain the marks they could remember.  There were to be the usual flour blobs, some checks, falses, a check-back-check, Turkey/Eagles split and ... where was the Beer Near?  While Mount Me blamed Up the Rear for forgetting the most important mark, some other marks were overlooked that would be revealed later.  But as long as the Beer Near was assured, no one really cared about what else was out there, even the fact that the true trail arrow was pointing in the wrong direction.  And so, a new arrow was drawn in the direction we should head (who said head?) and we were off like a herd of snails ... 
On-On!
We spread out into a field looking for marks with Perfect Woman checking around the tree line, PubeHeAteHer checking under the power lines, and Woody (who we were now able to identify after 20 years because of his new necklace) checking the woods and turning out to be right.  We all clawed-through some shiggy that our hare, Just Tim had so nicely cleared with an actual machete earlier today (Mount Me even has video evidence).  Here is where we discovered the “oh yeah, we forgot about those” pink and orange ribbons to guide us through the greenage which eventually led us out into a neighborhood to a check near a cemetery.  Woody, who preferred the woods, continued straight while Mount Me and Up the Rear yelled at him to cum back.  Turns out he was smarter than the average hare, for the rest of the FRB’s followed marks to the check-back-check and did a circle-jerk around the cemetery.   
On-On!  
While the hares drove away to the Beer Near, satisfied that they had fooled most of us, we all headed into a lovely trail area that brought us out to the walking path and park along the Delaware River where many a hash has cum before.  Somehow along the way, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow and Up Piss Creek got themselves lost in some bamboo and were not seen until much, much later.  The rest of us made our way to the Beer Near at the edge of an Old New Castle neighborhood with a lovely view of the river.  We drank Hare and Piss’s beers for them as we waved at Perfect Woman who continued on, saying he knew where trail was going from a hash 8 years ago.  Once we were sufficiently hydrated, Mount Me threw down another forgotten mark, BVC (be very careful), which would surely save us from crossing a street in a reckless manner. 
On-On!
We wound our way by some historical houses until we came upon the Turkey/Eagle split, with most of the pack following each other down the gobble-gobble path before they had actually seen the mark.  Pube, yours-truly, and Woody headed off on the Eagle trail, however Woody managed to not follow marks into a field of tall grass and bugs somewhere around Penn High School, so he headed back to the Turkeys, while we caught up to Hare, Piss, and Perfect Woman on a paved path.  Trail took us across a bridge, wound us through some neighborhoods and had us cutting across a field where we ended up squeezing through a convenient hole in a fence behind an apartment complex.  Here we found the On In, but had to make our way through a parking lot and back across the street where Do Me On the Beach was sprinting her way to become the first Turkey in.
Once everyone was back and sufficiently soaked by the humidity, RA Wishboneher got circle going in the parking lot and many songs and accusations were thrown around.  The 3 hares drank for their shitty trail and forgetting to explain a bunch of their marks while ultimately blaming Just Tim.  Pube, yours-truly, and Do Me drank for FRB, while Piss drank for managing to be DFL, even though he had completely missed the Beer Near.  Speaking of which, Hare joined him to drink for being lost on trail, while assuring everyone they were on marks the entire time.  Our virgin Just Deb decided Mount Me made her cum and also decided she liked this hashing thing, so got to do her very first down-down.  Vomit Comet was accused by Spunk Monkey for messing up her own name and drank again for headgear.  A bunch of interuptuses drank, including the hares while Bunion Butt voluntarily accused himself and drank for forgetting the hash horn again.  And most importantly of all, two namings occurred.  Just Kevin was named Triple Whore Score, since he not only won a Scrabble tournament over the weekend, but attempted to spell “vag,” which turned out to be an unacceptable word, but perfectly acceptable hash behavior.  Just Tim was dubbed Major Shit, since when asked what he was majoring in at U of D this fall, he replied “shit,” and also that he is interested in the military.  And so, much beer and flour was thrown around until finally Woody was called-upon to bid that the hash go in peace and get a piece of something ... anything. 
Following circle, we all gathered up at Famous Pat’s where our lovely hares had prepared a fabulous feast for us of pastas, meat balls, salads, bread and Just Deb contributed a vast array of tasty desserts.  There was even food left (what?) which the hares insisted people take home, so many to-go plates were made, many more beers were drunk and all in all it was another shitty trail.  Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1198 this Wednesday.On-On!NecroPheelMeUp